Tagged.

Aw man. I've been tagged by Annabelle. Oh well.

What disappoints you the most?
> Myself.

2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?
> I want to go to.... Italy. To eat genuine pizza and drive a Ferrari.

3. What's your favorite thing to do?
> Reading, writing, listening to music, talking nonsense with my friends. 

4. Do you think money can buy happiness?
> Temporary happiness, yes.

5. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?
> I would really like to get an A for my BM, but here, I'd have to say I want to have a slice of Sheraton cake 'cause I'm hungry. And guess what? There's leftovers from Saturday in the fridge. =)

6. Do you believe you can survive without money?
> Of course not.

7. What are you afraid to lose the most?
> My freedom of speech and the people I care about (yes there are such people).

8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?
> I would be very happy indeed.

9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
> Hah. I don't know.

10. What sucks the most?
> Homework. 

11. What are the requirements that you wish from the other half?
> Hmm. Never really thought about that. Must be funny, good-looking, talented and hardworking. So many requirements. Ahah.

12. What type of person do you hate the most?
> Wannabes and liars.

13. What is your ambition?
> I want to get a great job with high salary and a minimum working requirement.

Other than that, I want to get a black belt before I retire.

14. If you can teleport once, where would you go?
> If I can teleport once, how can I get back?

15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
> Insanity.

16. If you could undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?
> I would... oh I don't know. I want to change a lot of things, but it would be safer not to.

17. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?
> I want to not be lazy. Is that even possible?

18. What music have you been listening to recently?
> I'm on shuffle.

19. If you could've one thing/person tonight, what'd it be? Just for one night.
> I'd like a good dinner please. Thank you.

20. Do you think you are everything?
> Hell no. 

Instructions: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.

 

I tag... Tira & Lusee, Effie ('cause she's already so famous), my cuzzy Chun (if he sees this), Ash & Emily, Caroline, and uh... whoever sees this. 

Btw, congrats to the MS girls' badminton team for winning a gold. 

Psychopathic teachers.

I don't know what is with today. I think it's the weather. Or maybe the new classroom?

We got scolded by two teachers. Not only scolded, because that would be a major understatement. 

First half hour of school and our Geo teacher was already slamming her hand on the whiteboard and shouting at us 'cause somehow Khallaaq didn't know the difference between states and the capital of Australia. After ranting about how she is proud of herself for achieving so much in her twenty-six years of working in MS, and asking a random teacher (who apparently was her student) to come and see his mistake. Then she starting crying, right after she said she was "going to pension in a few months". It was pretty awkward. 

So we stood for half an hour plus. Forgive me, but I'm going to label her as "emotionally unstable". Syaz wrote in her book "She's mad!" and showed it to me 'cause we didn't dare talk. Hahah. 

Then Ms Anne told some of us off for not bringing our textbooks and for not having common sense. Well you didn't ask us to bring it. It's a heavy, stupid, gay book. 

After lunch, when we thought the worst was over, Ck Ramlah gave us a big lecture for not bringing our BM homework and doing it. She was in a terrible mood for the whole hour. It was awful. 

I don't like it. I remember the last time she got that angry was a year and a half ago. She said, "Cikgu tidak akan maafkan kamu di dunia dan di akhirat!"

Yeahhh... We get all the psycho teachers. 

Anyway, after making us feel very bad, she left the class in a huff with ten minutes to spare. I still feel awful.

*sigh*

It's a dark day for MB3R. 

I hope we don't get it tomorrow. I think these things happen maybe once in a lifetime, but who knows? The teachers could get pettier than usual.

Strangely enough, 'cher Sofy seems to be getting nicer and nicer. *touch wood*

Is it pregnancy? 

Aaargh.

Travel magazines/brochures never cease to amaze me, no matter how much I think I know about my country. 

They make Brunei sound so good, my gosh, it's wow. Now I feel like paying big bucks to tour it. I'm being swindled. =)

Anyway, I can't seem to be bothered to do my Geo notes. Write them out myself. I don't get the point. If I'm going to copy all my notes from my textbook, why don't I just read the textbook instead? It doesn't make sense.

I've got Math homework too.

And BM homework.

I really should be doing it.

And studying for a Geo test on Chapter Four which may or may not happen.

Also, I need to look for my previous eight grading certificates which are somewhere in my study room somewhere in my house.

Izzah, please go to training later. Fatehah will kill me if you don't. You too, Ummi. So you can get the grading form and take the grading with me. I don't want to go alone (actually, there are people, but I hardly know them). 

I don't know why I have all this crap to sift through. All I'm looking for are eight pieces of paper that congratulate me for passing my grading (which I hope to achieve for this one too), and I can't find anything but certificates of participation, photocopies of my birth certificate, test result sheets, exam result sheets, certs from MS, certs from SAS, music certificates, music notes, sheets of music, guitar chords, tabs and et cetera et cetera. 

What on earth are my mum's bank statements doing here?

Hmm...

I'm going crazy. Why didn't I file things properly in the first place?

Eighty-four.

Oh man, this cake tastes so good. I love it. Look at it, so much chocolate... and fruits, of course. Fruits, because they are good for you. 

*cough*

Ivory gateau from Sheraton. That was my second highlight of the day, the first being some guy who randomly walked into the room we were eating in and blew his nose really loudly (not to mention it sounded really gross). He didn't know we were there, I think.

Unless he purposely wanted to spoil our appetites.

And I just had to take pictures of fruits, to balance out that cake.

Is the phrase "birthday girl" appropriate here?

Please don't eat my camera, Mr Simba. I swear, I'm not violating your privacy.

Jiwang-ing.

My nose is running, and I'm sunburnt (again). I have officially achieved what was previously thought impossible.

Sports Day, for me, was extremely uneventful, being the type of person to just sit there and play with my cube. But I managed to make an orange balloon doggie with Maz's balloon. She went to "show it off" and didn't come back. Hm. Everyone else sitting in front of me got out of their seats in fear of the balloon bursting. Yeah, I'll admit, I was scared too.

But what has man achieved without bravery?

Laksamana won. Wow. That's so cool. Even if I'm not in Laksa. 

Hulubalang won the field performance. That's good enough for me. 

I heard the results from the other side of the field gates, 'cause Neko and I left early. Or escaped. Whatever.

I like Belapan wayyyy more. Padang Kebajikan's not only dirty (piles of rubbish first thing in the morning? Not recommended) and small (not enough space for sitting) it doesn't work for the cars of many impatient parents waiting for their kids at eleven a.m. when the event ends at noon.

That means a major traffic jam and lack of parking space.

By the way, Effie's getting famous along with MS' badminton team. Ahahah.

The Borneo Bulletin loves you.

Last night, we celebrated my great-grandmother's eighty-fourth birthday. The Emperor's Court was really empty last night. I don't know why though.

I'm continuing this post in another post. 'Cause I got pictures.

I think I've got a cold.

I can't help it. I need to say it.

OMG. I have the grading form. I have it. Wow. I can't believe I really have it. Whether I want to go for the grading or not, I have three days to decide. 

Black belt. That sounds so cool. But I think if I go, I have a high chance of failing. I'm afraid I'll fail. But I can't miss this. Otherwise I'd have to wait till next year, which I don't have the patience to. 

But it is cool right? To go and say, "I'm a black belt." 

Two weeks isn't enough though... I don't think I'll ever be ready to do it. Argh.

My dad and I saw this television show today 'cause I had nothing better to do after watching Project Runway (Sweet P is out, finally!) and saw these Indian guys who lived in France, spoke in British accents and were sorta gay-ish. 

It was funny!

That was also the reason why we went out to have Indian food for dinner tonight. Mmm.

Sports Day is tomorrow. It's no big deal for me, 'cause I'm not competing and I'm very lazy. So I'll just sit and watch (again). And give support to Hulubalang, if needed. =)

I lost a CIV game today. I met Count Otto von Bismarck in the game. He was leading Germany. When he "greeted" me, I was like, "Oh gosh I know you!"

I turned to my mum, who was beside me, and said, "Mum! I read about this guy in my History book!"

And she said, "Mm. Good for you."

My game is seriously twisted. Apparently the Chinese founded Islam, and the Germans were Tao. Ahaha. Weird.

I'm so bored. Can someone talk to me please?

Photo warping.

I'm beginning to dislike Pre-Us. 

They get our classroom while we use their filthy one. Seriously, have you seen the junk they throw in their drawers? Used tissue paper, junk paper, food wrappers, sweet wrappers, school memos, plastic bottles and the like.

The rubbish bin is a few paces away. What are legs for?

I'm just ranting 'cause I was on duty today and had to sweep up all that trash. Even if our 3R classroom was hot, had problems with its electrical supply and was on the top floor, it was way better.

Not half as good as ex-MB3R though. Now that was a good class.

Though it couldn't beat 1R in '06. Air conditioners. Ahh...

We really should have air conditioning in every single class. That way we'd stop complaining. Or would we?

History today made me feel like playing CIV again. Nothing like a good game of Civilization IV to get your mood going. You know what? I am going to play. 

Right after I shower and do my BM ringkasan. 

Wow, so rajin. But it's May already. I hardly noticed time go by so damn fast. Sometimes I wish I could do last year just one more time before I carry on... I was never ready for 2008. '08 was always referred to as "PMB year" and it still is now.

I need to start working, but meh, I dunno.

There's a topic I want to type about today. Discipline. 

Yesterday, sa bum nim told us someone complained to him that taekwondo people were smoking in the toilet. He said, "Don't start. Don't do it, okay?"

And we were like, "Yes, sa bum nim..."

Izzah and I were thinking the same thing. First the toilet graffiti, and now this. What is up with toilets?? Isn't there a better place to do this stuff? Let's not give them a bad name. 

Zakie and I saw Cikgu Ramlah talking with Cikgu Haiseh outside 3T during break when we went to look for Wani. Then when Ms Zaza left, they went in. I asked 'cher Zaza, "Spot check?"

She shrugged, and said, "Let me know." =)

At first it did seem like a spot check. Then five minutes went by and they were still sitting there with Cikgu Haiseh addressing them. It seemed out of the norm. Hmm... We left and when we came back, the whole class was empty. 

Come to think of it, now I know where Wan went. Malay crossword at the Audi, duhh. Crap, man, I was so stupid. 

Oh, and another thing happened during break. There were women's magazines in the Pre-U class we were using. I was told Khairul (reason: improving English) and Fazrul (reason: "saja") had lots of fun reading them. I think they are turning gay. I will keep you updated on that.

It's been confirmed. Our Maths teacher is pregnant.